????????'s POV

"Hello? W...Who's there...?" I asked the shadows, seeing a figure, black on black, standing just out of the street light. When my question was met only with silence, I demanded, "Answer me!"

I got to my feet slowly, cautiously, taking a step towards the dark. The figure was unmoving, still as can be and staring my direction, or maybe it was looking behind me...

"I don't know who you are, but you're i-interrupting something pretty freaking important, s-so..." I told them, voice wavering. I was freaking out. This person is seriously creeping me out... I didn't like it.

Moving forward, my feet reached the edge of the dim light and I strained my eyes- which is saying something cause they're super powerful like 50/50 vision- and tried to make out the mystery figure.

Then I did. My eyes widened and the last thing I hear is his voice behind me, shouting,

"No! Wait-!"

Then everything went black.

-4 Days Earlier-

My fuzzy fox slippers slid along the tile, carrying me swift as a fox into the kitchen we barely use- except for storing the alcohol, which is what I was searching for this morning.

Exhausted from Hanji's party yesterday, Levi was still sound asleep, curled up in a ball around his ball of a stomach. He started sleeping like that around two and a half months into his pregnancy, and he loves it when I curl around them both, though he won't admit it. It's pretty obvious when he's practically purring in his sleep, though.

Even though I was going to hunt for Levi and I later- he drinks so much, having to feed two little people (him and the bebe), I have to go almost every day- I woke up with a craving for whiskey. Sure, it tastes horrible, but it feels great!

I caught myself on the granite counter as I slid by and looked up at the hardwood cabinets containing my goal. Grabbing the Jack Daniels, I poured a decent amount into a glass, put the glass in the cabinet, and took the bottle back with me into the movie room, able to hear Levi's soft breathing from upstairs. It's not creepy- I can't help it.

I took a swig from the bottle, trying my best not to let too much touch my tongue, cuz yuck, and propped my feet up on our coffee table, scrolling through Netflix.

We have absolutely no plans for today, so I planned on spending the entire day lazing around in my batman pj's watching movies, kdrama, and Cupcake Wars. Levi said he would join me when the house is clean enough to meet his impossible standards, so I expected cuddles at about 4 pm.

Just as I was about to hit play on "Home", I heard a buzzzzzz that meant my phone was ringing. With a groan, I brought myself and Jack Daniels into the kitchen and unplugged my phone, looking at the caller ID, ready to hit ignore.

The Boss- Don't Ignore

Ugh. I answered it,

"Hello, it's me."

"Eren!!!"

"What!!! You know I don't have a shift today.."

"I know I know, but I just found out from this guy with a really, really horse-like face that you used to be a stripper."

Dammit Jean. Just tell the world about my willingness to wiggle half naked in front of strangers, why don't you?

"Yeah, so?"

"So, you know that Foreign President that has a reservation??"

"The one paying way too much for our crappy bar?"

"Exactly!! I just got word that he thought we had male strippers and that was the only reason he was coming!"

"That's nice. Good luck with th-"

"Eren."

"Boss."

"If you don't sexily dance semi-butt naked for this foreign President, you're fired."

"What?? You can't do that!!!" I exclaimed, stomping my foot.

"Oh, but I can." I could just see him wearing his pompous smirk. I loved this job, and frankly I needed it, too. But going back to stripping?? I took a loooooong drink. Levi would kill me. Again. Unless...

"Fine. But no lap dances."

"Eeee!! Perfect! See you in an hour!"

"Wha?? An ho-" My jerk of a boss ended the call, and I was left to dread the rest of the day.

Clomping up the stairs with my lips severely pouted, I snuck into our bedroom, hoping to get people clothes on and out the front door with a note for Levi to read when he woke up.

I had barely got my fox slippers off, though, when I heard a grumpy groan and the- super hot- sound of Levi stretching.

"Eren?" He asked, rubbing his eyes and sitting up.

"Good morning, sunshine~" I made my way to the side of the bed and kissed his cheek and then his stomach.

"Morning, baby... Where are you going?" He asked, his eyes still not fully open.

"Oh, I got called into work. It sucks, but it means extra money, so I said I would go..." I answered, holding my breath.

"Oh...." Levi yawned, laying his head down. "Okay...."

"Don't worry, I'll be back in a couple-" I was cut off by snoring. Phew. That was a lot easier than I thought it would be.

Levi's POV

-cuz I know when that hotline bling... That can only mean one thing...

My eyes slowly peeled open, immediately setting into a glare directed towards my damned ringing phone.

These days all I do is wonder if you're be-

"Who the hell is this and what the hell do you want?" I demanded groggily into the receiver, running a hand through my hair and pulling both my head and my phone under the covers.

"Well hello to you, too Levi!" Erwin's voice sounded in my ears, way too loud for such an early hour. "Were you asleep? You know it's 5 pm, right...."

"Whatever. What is it?"

"I just thought you should know that I just had a rather interesting conversation with Eren." Erwin told me, sounding very amused. "I saw him in an incredibly revealing outfit, so I asked what was up."

I sat up, my interest peeked now. "And.....?"

"He told me not to tell you that he's doing a stripper job tonight at his work. Said if he didn't he'd be fired."

I hung up then. Eren stripping again? And he didn't want me to know?

Well, looks like somebody's in trouble.

Eren's POV

I didn't get much training or experience from my first stripper job, seeing as I went one day and then married my first customer, but it was pretty easy to do.

"Masked Bitch" by Shoose was blaring from multiple speakers, and I just saw flashes of my audience, lit up every other second by multi-colored strobe lights.

My studded collar jingled with my every movement, my tight short shorts closely hugging my thighs and not rising high enough to meet my green sweater which I was slowly dragging up my body, sliding it higher and higher until finally pulling it up and over my head and turning my back to the crowd. I bent down, touching my hands to my toes and wiggling for the pervs.

As I continued my dance, I kept my shorts on, which money was tucked into when I got too close to anyone. Actually having fun with it, I made my way off the stage and twisted and swayed my body to the beat, getting close but never touching anyone, even the President, who was exactly as I imagined he would be. An old, obviously gay pervert with lots of money. The music flowed through me, and I let it roll through my limbs, popping my hips back and forth.

After a particularly slow body roll, I hear a familiar voice from the crowd calling,

"Oooh yeah! Real nice work up there, hubby." It was almost lost in the music and catcalls, but I could pick his voice out anywhere.

What the hell?? W-What's he doing here??

Freaking Eyebrows.

I only was swayed for a second, before I threw myself in the rhythm with even more vigor. If I was going to be murdered by Levi, I might as well have fun in my last minutes.

As the music intensified, I swung back onto the stage and grasped the metal pole, hooking my leg around it and grinding slowly on the cold metal. I'm glad it wasn't warm... That would be disgusting.

Using my incredible strength, I pulled myself up and wound my body around, leaning my torso away before sliding all the way down to the floor as the final notes faded away, replaced by thunderous applause.

I blew a kiss to the crowd, and a probably super pissed Levi, and grabbed my clothes, exiting the stage as quick as possible.

I was speed walking towards the dressing room for my life when I heard my co-worker's amused voice, telling me,

"Hey, Eren. We have a lap dance request for you."

"I-I already told the boss I wasn't doing those!!" I argued, trying my best to cover my exposed self.

"I think you might want to take this one." He said, pointing to the back corner with a toothy grin.

I followed his hand to see Levi sitting with his legs crossed, beckoning me with his finger.

I gulped. Uh oh. I slipped my sweater back on, tugging it down, and shuffling towards my murderer with my head hung, asking for forgiveness for all the sins I've committed.

I'm sorry, for drinking people's blood, and being a stripper for a day- two days, I mean, and for using Armin's toothbrush to wash the toilet...

"Excellent performance." Levi said, still smirking as he uncrossed his legs and stood up. "Now, what's your stripper name? So I know what to moan when you're grinding on me."

"I-I...." I stuttered, completely red and still waiting to have his fangs in my jugular.

"Juju it is!" He decided, spinning on his heels and walking into the back rooms, not waiting to see if I would follow. Reluctantly, I did, walking into a room colored deep red, with a black love seat in the center.

Levi waited until I was inside before closing the only door and sliding the lock. "Now, Juju... My name is Levi, but you'll address me as Sir. Oh, and I payed good money for this, so don't disappoint me." He ordered, sitting back on the couch, still with that dang smirk painted on his face.

"Levi, what are you-" I was interrupted by a fierce glare that stopped my question immediately.

I furrowed my eyebrows. Levi hasn't killed me yet, even though we are in a locked room with no witnesses, and he's asking for a lap dance. I don't know what's going on, but I should probably leave- I looked down to see Levi spread his legs and gesture me towards him- ...all my worries and give this man what he payed for!

"I'm sorry, Mister. I'll be real good now." I slowly strode forward, swishing my hips from side to side and stopping only an inch away from his knees. My hands slid down the length of my body, touching all the places I knew were his favorite.

Staring him down all the while, I saw him getting more excited, his eyes never once leaving me, and I grew more confident by the second. My fingers soon found their way to the hem of my sweater, mimicking my performance on the stage and sliding it up temptingly before slipping it off and dropping it to the ground, making sure to stretch all my stomach muscles for him.

Levi breathed out, "Shit..." and ran a hand through his hair, now completely aroused.

Already tired of dancing from before, I, being careful not to touch him, placed my knees on either side of his legs, beginning to move my hips in slow circles while my hand slid up and down my chest.

"Mister? How am I doing? Am I doing a good job~?" I asked, looking down at him with innocent eyes, already knowing the answer from his expression.

"Well, I don't know, Juju. I can't feel anything." He replied, that smirk returning to his lips. Ugh.

Maneuvering so that my back was facing him, I slowly lowered down so I was barely sitting on his hips, and starting rolling mine.

Levi let out a small gasp, and I could hear him tighten his grip on the love seat. "Is that better, sir?"

"Y-Yes...." He whispered, followed by a groan as I continued grinding on his lap, my rhythm only faltering when I felt a hand snake around my waist and begin palming me, causing me to let out a startled moan.

I heard a cocky laugh from behind me and I sent a glare right back. Not wanting to be outdone, I began grinding and rolling my hips onto him harder in all the right spots.

"Mmm fuck, Eren...." Levi groaned, leaning his head back and closing his eyes. Wanting to see him, I turned around once again and latched my sharp teeth on his neck, sucking hard, just like I knew he liked it.

Suddenly I found myself on my back, with Levi leaning right over me, his mouth beside my ear.

"You know, Eren, I really enjoyed your show..." Levi said in a low, smooth voice.

"R-Really...?" I said, scarcely thinking straight as his hand was tracing circles on my abs.

"Oh, yes. I couldn't stop thinking of how that body was all mine..." He whispered while slowly rolling his hips onto me, making my eyes roll back a little in my head.

"F-Fuck, it is..." I let out a whimper, panting already.

"Shit, Eren..." Levi moaned, hooking a finger onto my shorts and asking, "Is this what you want?"

"Y-Yeah, fuck yes" I groaned into the back of my hand and lifted my hips up for him, wanting anything he would give me.

"Well too freaking bad." All of a sudden he was off of me and sitting on the other end of the couch, legs and arms crossed.

"Huh??" I exclaimed, bolting upright.

"That's your punishment for freaking lying to me and showing off your lady ass to complete strangers."

"What!!! Come on! Levi I had toooooo! Come on, babyyyyyyy I wasn't gonna let anyone touch me! I'm all yourssssss~" I pleaded, batting my eyes and cuddling up to his side.

"Lucky me." He muttered, monotone.

"I would've gotten fired if I didn't and I didn't want you to worry, cuz there was nothing to worry about!!"

Levi didn't say anything, just sat there with a judgmental look on his face, which I got right up into with my perfected puppy look.

"I'm sowwy. Really, I am. I'll never ever do it again. Forgive me....?"

He stayed quiet, but when I intensified my look, he "Tch"ed and gave in.

"Fine. But you still have your punishment. I'm too tired from carrying this kid all the way here anyway to get you off."

"You're the best!!" I cried, flinging my arms around him and kissing all over his face.

"Whatever, you damn brat."